There must be a way to listen to all The pain that burns in a people... Surely the heart of the world has died. Surely we have turned to stone in our veins.
There ought to be no religion that lets Us be indifferent to all that suffering... Something's twisted in our humanity.
Complexity ought not to stop our Souls from feeling. For pain creates pain Creates stones instead of human beings... whether we are silent or not We are poisoned by the massacres.
No Civilisation can survive on the murder Of a people. We are watching our demise In our silence. Peace is not ignorance or lies.
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